Happy New Year

What a start not only to the new year but to a new decade. Luck had it that I was the fortunate person to have the first session of the new decade with Mistress Maggie. It had been my little fantasy to be the first slave to present myself, though I am aware that to Mistress my appointment will only be the first of many slaves to arrive at the Preston Chambers, but in my own secret special way I think that my Mistress has a good thought for her first customer in 2020.

With the new year came a fresh start to the session and I was sent to the bathroom to return in latex socks, gloves and for the first time ever, my black latex tee-shirt. I was not overly concerned about being naked from waist down as my Mistress has full access to all areas, but pleasurable or painful it seemed likely that my naked bits would be receiving some attention. Actually I did not have much chance to ponder on the possibilities before a rubber hood was zipped on me and I was viewing Maggie through small eyeholes.

Other things never change, and once more, Mistress beautifully attired in her stunning latex required her slave to worship her boots.

Though I did not have too much aroma today the medicine did start early, and to my surprise my first scent of aromas was delivered from between Maggie’s breasts. 2020 was going to be a good year I could tell! A couple of long sniffs on the brown bottle and as I bent down to put my tongue to work on her boot leather Maggie cheekily slipped my butt plug up my ass. It can be hard to concentrate on cleaning boots while on the aroma and with the vision of a Mistress towering over you waving a crop. Playing safe I settled for synchronising my tongue movements with my swirling intoxicated brain cells!

As always Mistress was aware of the limitations of my knees and thoughtfully asked me to don the Playroom kneepads, then some rather strange but simple steel shackles were tightened onto my wrists. These are particularly uncomfortable after a while because the threaded bar that tightens them pokes up by a good 10cm, which means you cannot rest your head on your arms whilst your bum sticks skyward. Still, it’s all in a slaves day so I mustn't grumble.

It was quite sunny outside, but any sun out there was totally eclipsed by the sun that Mistress created from my arsehole. Using a particularly vibrant and particularly sticky tape my anal stretching was taken way beyond what I had previously experienced. Maggie managed to work the ends of the tape actually inside my little bud then systematically went round each ray, stretching and tightening so my anus was being stretched in all directions, but the opening was virtually sealed by the embedded tape. This was quite fortunate because Maggie wanted to slip a stainless steel electric butt plug inside for a little more 'fun’. The taped opening worked well as the silver bullet eased its way inside and of course just stuck there.

And what level should the steel electrode operate on? Maggie decided it would be interesting to stick to the laws of physics, and just like the sun have masses of heat radiating from my core, the electrics were gradually increased to the maximum level 99 and I am proud to say I accepted the full blast. I was much less sure when she threatened to repeat the same levels down a sound in my cock!

With the heat gone and the plug removed, what followed was a dish full of soapy water pumped into the Bardex up my backside. It certainly wasn't uncomfortable but something wasn't quite right in the damned area, maybe because the doctor had given me new tablets to take?

Maggie was explaining that she intended to fit me into the leather suspension bag with my belly full of enema and asked if I was up for it. Oh boy yes, but with my training comes the added responsibility to help Mistress no matter what the consequences. I was already feeling desperate for the toilet and I really didn't want to disappoint her by letting go inside the leather lined body bag and so I advised Mistress of my reservations. I always am honest with Maggie and I thought nothing of it as I was sent to the bathroom to expel the soapy onslaught.

When cleaned and back in the Playroom, Maggie had me lay face down on the bed. That really was a nice experience until Mistress whispered that she had a surprise for me. ‘As you’re useless with a Bardex slave I am going to fill your arse with something else’. The swish of the cane rang through my ears and I received four or five quick raps across my arse. Mistress wasn’t pleased and wanted to teach me not to spoil her fun. ‘Yes slave, I’ll fill your arse with pain instead!’ The strokes must have been delivered with some venom as two stripes were still faintly visible after a week!

It was relatively quick to get me into the leather sleepsack. In no time I was lying snug and comfortable as Maggie tightened the laces and straps to secure me in place. This exercise is highly recommended as it is so relaxing and had it not been for the other activities planned by my Mistress I am sure I could have drifted off to sleep.

Had I done so I would have been gently awakened by the rocking of the overhead gantry as first one end then the other was slowly hoisted from the ground. I have mentioned it before but it never ceases to amaze me how a slim, beautiful lady can hoist a lump of a slave. I know excellent design work went into the overhead and pulleys are used to enable Maggie to move the chunkiest of slaves.

I would have further been returned to reality by Mistress opening the crotch zip and extracting my little cock, (remind me not to play with myself on the morning of a session!) which needed more than a little encouragement to make it a suitable size to have the electro sound inserted deeply in it. Once paired with a matching electrode my cock was standing up straight ready for more e-stim.

Thank goodness Maggie didn't make good her threat of maxing the unit to level 99, instead I received a very pleasant electro-vibrating sensation, and thank goodness Mistress decided not to apply the full face covering, not that darkness frightens me, but I do love being able to watch as the most beautiful woman imaginable moves about attending to her very compliant and willing slave. Even with the e-stim throbbing away I love gazing at my Mistress, or is that partly due to the effects of the e-stim? Whichever, when a blindfold comes out I feel a little blind and disconnected.

However, on this occasion Mistress treated me to the perfect blindfold and one where I could remain connected to my owner. Mistress had been carrying round the aroma jar in her bra and every now and then would remove the lid and treat me to another sniff. This time when she opened the bottle, she soaked a pad and pushed it into her latex bra, right at the base of her cleavage.

Then as I swung Maggie approached and ever so slowly placed my nose in the valley and moved even closer so her breasts formed the perfect seal. I could breathe in the aroma; I couldn't see a thing yet I knew I was as close to my Mistress as she would allow. Comforted by the warmth of her perfect breasts I thought I had ascended into heaven. As I inhaled the scent of the aroma its effect magnified my feelings and I tried harder to snuggle deeper into those magnificent mounds.

I really did feel at one with the world, at one with my Mistress and happy that finally Maggie had provided me with a blindfold that I really loved.

To conclude what can only be described as a fantastic start to a decade, Mistress once again took charge of the suspension ropes and little by little I was lowered to the ground. Not all the way, just enough to allow her to stand astride her slave and feed me with a drink of fresh nectar. A gentle trickle that I had to catch every drop of, but it was far far better saluting and celebrating the New Year with Maggie’s nectar than the glass of whisky I’d had on New Years eve. It shows how much under Mistress Maggie's influence I have ascended. My favourite tipple is no longer Glenmorangie or Bushmills because I can't get enough of Maggie's pee.

I would like to give Mistress Maggie the biggest thank you for all my wonderful experiences since 2011 and my wish for the next decade is that I am still needed as Maggie's slave and hopefully friend.

Happy New Year!